|A RAINY DAY IN THE BAYFIELD HARBOR|
|A WET START TO THE DAY|
|TOO WET TO WORK ON THE BAYFIELD BRIDGE TODAY|
|THIS PHOTO AND THE ONE BELOW WERE TAKEN RECENTLY OF THE BRIDGE BY PAPPLE AVIATION BASED SOUTH OF SEAFORTH ONTARIO|
|HARBOR PICNIC TABLES STACKED AND WAITING FOR THE RETURN OF NEXT SUMMER'S SAILING SEASON|
|DESPITE THE RAIN DOWNTOWN BAYFIELD LOOKED BUSY TODAY|
|SOME RAINY DAY COLOR|
It was a good day for sitting quietly in my sunroom recliner beside the fireplace reading. That is after Kelly got the fireplace working. When she was the manager at Deer Park Lodge years ago she was constantly called upon by cabin renters to come and get their gas fireplaces going or troubleshoot a problem. She became quite knowledgeable so here at home she is our head technician. I tried half a dozen times to get that stove working right a while ago but had no success. Five minutes after looking at it Sunday night Kelly had it up and running. But, it didn't stay running right, so today she took the time to track down a secondary problem and it is now totally operational again and running great. I had the sunroom so toasty warm this afternoon I could hardly stay awake......so I didn't.
|KELLY GETS OUR LITTLE GAS STOVE GOING SUNDAY AFTERNOON|
|MONDAY AFTERNOON SHE TACKLES A SECONDARY PROBLEM AND FIXES THAT ONE TOO|
GROANER'S CORNER:(( Three guys are trying to sneak into the Olympic Village in Atlanta to scoop souvenirs and autographs. The first says, "Let's watch the registration table to see if there's a crack in the security system that we can utilize to scam our way in."Immediately, a burly athlete walks up to the table and states, "Angus MacPherson. Scotland. Shotput." He opens his gym bag to display a shotput to the registration attendant. The attendant says, "Very good, Mr. MacPherson. Here is you packet of registration materials, complete with hotel keys, passes to all Olympic events, meal tickets, and other information."
HOT DOG! The first guy grabs a small tree sapling, strips off the limbs and roots, walks up the registration table and states: "Chuck Wagon. Canada. Javelin." The attendant says, "Very good, Mr. Wagon. Here is your packet of registration materials, hotel keys, passes, meal tickets, and so forth. Good luck!"
The second guy grabs a street utility manhole cover, walks up the registration table and states: "Dusty Rhodes. Australia. Discus." The attendant says, "Terrific, Mr. Rhodes. Here is you packet of registration materials, hotel keys, a full set of passes, and meal tickets. Enjoy yourself."
They scamper in, but suddenly realize the third guy is missing. They groan - OH NO. He is not too bright. They forgot to make sure he doesn't do something stupid and blow their cover stories. They spot him walking with a roll of barbed wire under his arm. He walks up the registration table and states: "Foster Bean. USA. Fencing."